you turned on the love game

The warm sun shines softly on your body, but you don't feel the slightest warmth from it. The icy wind passes through the gap of the neckline and sticks to your skin, which makes you goosebumps all over your body.

There is a loose smile on the corner of Hisoka's mouth, and his posture seems to be relaxed, but in fact, his eyes have been biting your every move.

As you stared at him, a strange satisfaction suddenly surged from the bottom of your heart, flowing down the veins to your limbs and bones, making your scalp tingle with excitement.

The hand hanging by his side trembled slightly.

What a familiar look.

That's how he was wary of you at the beginning.

Dark skies, narrow alleys, eyes brighter than jewels, and a threatening whine overflowing from his throat.

He was like a ferocious beast.

It is also the beast that was once raised by you.

Something that you deliberately blocked began to recover gradually, your body and mind felt extremely relaxed, and slowly lowered the hand that was raised in mid-air, a chuckle could not help but overflow from the corner of your lips.

"No oh..."

At this moment, you seem to have returned to the noble status in Morrow Manor.Even though the wolf cub standing in front of you is no longer the wolf cub you teased, he still behaves calmly.

"I'm just curious."

You put your hands on the wooden railing, and the cold touch is transmitted through the skin, making you more and more addicted to this sober presumptuousness.

When speaking, the ending sound rises unconsciously.

"Why do you think I know you?"

The slight sound of the wind seemed to disappear quietly, and you sighed very lightly, and when you opened your mouth, it seemed to be whispering or whispering.

You ask puzzledly:

"Hisso?"

The tone was exactly the same as when they parted at the manor at the end.

The young man's face changed abruptly, as if some secret softness had been stepped on by you, and undisguised murderous intent rushed towards you, and you were already a dead person in those cold golden pupils.

You have no fear, and you smiled softly with your face up. When you were about to continue speaking, you were suddenly interrupted by a voice behind you——

"Mr. Hisoka..."

Meritonio stood at the end of the corridor with a cane, looked at you from a distance, and then said to Hisoka, "Can you come over here, please?"

This reminder can't stop this person at all.

Frightening malice surged in those sharp wolf-like pupils, he ignored Tonio's voice and took a step closer to you.

——"Mr. Hisoka"

Meritonio took off his magic hat, and the crutch hit the floor lightly, making a dull sound.

- "Could you please come here?"

An invisible sense of oppression filled the entire corridor.

The red-haired boy turned his neck and slowly turned his gaze to the head of the troupe.

With a strange smile on his face, he looked at Meritonio fixedly, and the latter didn't hide or dodge, letting him watch.

A few seconds later, Hisoka let out a few unexplained grunts from his nasal cavity, and his tensed body gradually returned to normal.

"sure……"

He stepped forward and walked towards Meritonio without giving you the slightest look.But at the moment of passing you, a poker card suddenly brushes the tip of your nose and nails it straight into the wooden fence.

Boom.

The little air of the playing cards lifts your hair.

"Don't talk to me in that tone."

You turned your back to Hisoka, so you couldn't see his expression.

But you guessed he must be sneering.

You rolled your eyes happily, without saying anything, approached the little ghost card nailed to the wooden railing, and reached out to touch it lightly.

"Just ordinary playing cards."

If it's not special playing cards, you're not interested.

This is the first time you've seen Hisoka use a joker card, and the only ones you've seen before are hearts and ghost aces, which he usually uses for the final blow.

This little ghost card... "Could it be a death notice?"

Your mood is always maintained at a very high level of excitement, fingers across the old and mottled wooden railings, humming an unknown song.

There is a voice in my head repeatedly clamoring:

【warn!The player's behavior exceeds the character setting! 】

Until you return to the room, the game system is still warning you, and the prolonged mechanical sound disturbs you gradually to calm down.Because after seeing the familiar eyes, the boiling emotions gradually subsided.

"It's so noisy..."

"Fix it if you want to fix it, and don't bother me anymore."

The annoying system sound stopped abruptly without any correction.You waited deliberately for a while, but you didn't get anything.

"Strange……"

When you first used Lina's body, any behavior that went out of line would be forcibly corrected;

This time you hear the game's warning at the very beginning of the mood swings, and nothing happens.

Why is this happening?

Is there any difference between Lena and Martha?

After thinking about it for a while, you raised your hand to touch the wound on your forehead, which has completely healed—this body is wounded, and this is the biggest difference.

"Forget it, this is not the point."

Thinking of the scene where you were affected by Hisoka's eyes just now, you pressed your forehead with a headache, "This is a bit troublesome..."

When you just broke away from the identity of "Miss" and restored your original memory, you noticed something was wrong——

You were too deeply affected by the game life of that year.

The words used, the attitude of dealing with things, including the eyes of people, and even some subconscious small movements have brought back to reality.

You spend a week forcing yourself to temporarily forget about your game habits, burying them as deep as you can, and thinking of yourself as an actor who needs to be on the scene after filming is over.

Only then did he barely regain the feeling of being "Sara".

As a result, it was dug out by Hisoka now.

You sighed faintly.

It stands to reason that you have lived longer in real life and should not be so deeply affected by the fake game world.

But you have a natural sense of familiarity with the behavior and habits of "Missy", and you accept it very naturally.

It's just like……

You do exist in such a past.

But it's impossible, it's just a game.

You support your chin with one hand, and tap the fingertips of the other hand on the table rhythmically, tap, tap, tap, until you suddenly realize that this is the inherent habit of "Miss" when thinking about problems.

"no……"

"Let's quit the game first."

You have a hunch that if you don't get rid of this influence as soon as possible, something will be completely carved into your bones.

——Select to exit the game.

[Reminder: You cannot exit the game during the special ending process]

[Reminder: Players can enjoy the game happily]

grass, a plant.

Then you try to stay in the room as much as possible, trying to achieve your goal by staying away from Hisoka, but with little success.

Even if you can't see Hisoka, news about him will be delivered to you frantically through the mouths of troupe members.

In a few days...

You are flipping through a book of Hunter's Travels, which is the autobiography of a Phantom Beast Hunter, which records all the places he has been to, including the Wanbing Cave and the Wet Wild Woodland that you have seen in the book before.

There were footsteps coming from outside the corridor. You leaned on the bookcase and asked without raising your head, "Little Linna, why..."

With a sudden reaction, the voice suddenly disappeared in his throat.

Someone grabs your hand: "What Linna, I'm Lulu!"

When you were in a daze, she dragged you and ran out, "Kishida has a broken bone, and the performance at the Princess Hotel will be soon, it's up to you to save the scene!"

You keep up with her speed and say: "Kishida and Yasuda's parabolic acrobatics, I only practiced once or twice, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Then another show..."

Before she finished speaking, her footsteps gradually stopped, and she looked at the scene in the rehearsal venue and let out a look of surprise: "Huh?"

You follow her gaze.

Hisoka stood in the center of the field, flexibly tossing the props with his hands, so fast that he could almost see afterimages of the props.

The members of the onlookers held their breath and watched his movements closely, but he himself was extremely relaxed, and there seemed to be a smile on his lips.

In such a situation that required a high degree of concentration, he could still find time to talk to An Tian who was dissatisfied: "I have watched your rehearsal several times... I have memorized all the steps."

In the end, he caught all the falling props, looked sideways at An Tian, ​​and raised the corner of his lips in a contemptuous arc: "How about..."

Yasuda was so angry at his provocation that his face was black and he didn't speak.

The injured Kishida whispered beside him.

"Okay, that's amazing..." Lulu was dumbfounded.

You didn't make it any more, and finally Meritonio said that Hisoka would replace Kishida in the parabolic acrobatics, and the rest of the program would remain unchanged.

The Princess Hotel has reserved a large space for the troupe members to put on makeup. You are sitting alone in the corner of the second floor looking through the Hunter’s Travels, when Lulu suddenly sneaks up to you.

"Martha, look." She pokes your arm.

You look in the direction of her finger, only to see a piece of bare white—the view happens to be completely blocked by the pillar, so you simply stand up and walk to the edge of the fence to look down.

That moment.

Your blood is pumping.

The travel notes in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

But you don't care about it at all, you hold the protective fence tightly with both hands, and stare straight at the person who is putting on makeup.

He wiped away the broken hair that blocked his vision, and with the other hand holding a poor-quality paint brush, he stared at himself in the mirror.

Then he raised his hand, and the rough brush tip touched his cheek, and then he drew a pattern that you are very familiar with.

Red stars, green water droplets.

The symbol of the clown becomes the most fitting adornment on his face.

After he finished painting, he took out two golden earrings from his arms, shining brightly under the light.The pair of golden eyes just looked at them quietly, and a few seconds later, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Your hands clenched tighter and tighter, and the wooden edges and corners of the sharp hand drew deep marks in your palm.

"The tail is the symbol of peach heart..."

"In the middle is a greenish-gold Gulick agate."

You mutter to yourself as if reciting standard answers.

The performance was about to start, and under the urging of the troupe members, the red-haired boy slowly approached his earlobe and put on the earring.

During this interval, he coincides with the little wolf looking up at you.

You stand where you are, slowly covering your face with your hands.

The warm and wet touch quickly slipped from the eye sockets to the palm.

You seem to be caught in a turbulent vortex, and your emotions are raging in your chest like an out-of-control storm. In an instant, things that were just trying to hold on are destroyed lightly.

Your lips open and close, and a sound comes out of your mouth.

Lulu watched the members of the troupe leave with unsatisfied interest, then turned to look at you, vaguely heard what you were saying, and came over curiously.

The bright light shines down from the top of the hall, you happen to be standing in a strange position, the shadow spreads from your heels to the corner of the corridor, and then slowly climbs up along the white wall.

In the end, it was fixed into a dark gray weird shape, tightly adhering to it like a monster with claws and claws.

She moves closer to you and asks, "Martha, what are you talking about?"

You laugh very lightly.

The long black and smooth hair flows down the shoulder line, tightly blocking your side face, and only the white fingers can be seen from the gap.

In this quiet space, your voice seemed to be soaked with some dark emotion, seeping into her heart from all directions.

"Look quickly..."

You spread your five fingers slightly, and those obsidian-like bright eyes stared at the direction Hisoka left from the gap, with a thin light shining inside.

The slightly lowered voice is like a light and fluttering feather, the tail is very different from the usual hoarseness, and there is even a weird smile.

"It's the little wolf I left behind..."

Lulu couldn't help but froze in place.

Suddenly, dense shudders appeared on the back.

The performance at the Princess Hotel was very successful, but Yasuda suddenly changed a performance in the middle of the performance, wanting to see Hisoka make a fool of himself.But he not only caught the provocation perfectly, but also returned the same action.

As a result, Yasuda failed to catch Hisoka's counterattack.

The audience giggled and took this mistake as a special performance, and the scene was quite joyous, and no one blamed him.

He stood on the stage of the magnificent hotel, and the spotlight hit him, showing his expression of disbelief to the fullest.

Hisoka was standing not far from him, throwing props casually in his hands, with a mocking smile on his face, as if he was watching a joke.

Shame and embarrassment suddenly flooded my heart.

He nearly fell to his knees on the stage.

Afterwards, when everyone was immersed in the joy of the successful performance, Yasuda packed his bags quietly and planned to leave the troupe in the dark night, but when he walked to the door, he saw a familiar figure.

"Martha?"

You were standing quietly outside blowing the wind, but when you heard the sound, you slowly turned your head to look over, your eyes curved beautifully.

"It's An Tian."

The tone is completely different from before.

An Tian didn't notice your strangeness, he paused slightly, and walked towards you: "I'm planning to leave here."

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if trying to lift something heavy from him.

"That guy, Hisoka, easily learned what I've been practicing for 12 years...I can't get over this hurdle."

Under the soft moonlight, the face that glared at Hisoka in the daytime relaxed unexpectedly.

He laughed at himself, lowered his head and said, "I will never be on stage again, what a waste."

The breeze blew, and the leaves hidden in the night rustled.

Your gaze swept across him, the corners of your lips curled up, and you said in a gentle voice: "There are still many things that can be done, so don't underestimate yourself."

There seemed to be comfort in the voice.

When he looked at you, you said, "Besides, being able to persist in doing one thing for more than ten years is already very remarkable."

Yasuda was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly lowered his head so that his expression could not be seen: "Martha actually can't understand my thoughts, right? After all, you are also a genius who perfectly reproduced the aerial rope within a month."

"I'm afraid you are also laughing at me in your heart?"

That's right...

How can a genius understand the pain of ordinary people?

He gritted his teeth, the resentment of being humiliated by Hisoka on the stage came back to his heart, he suddenly raised his face and wanted to get angry at you, but he fell silent after meeting your calm eyes.

"Feel sorry……"

Yasuda lowered his head bitterly, depressed, and slightly arched his back as if he had been crushed by life, "I'm blaming you."

You were not affected by his attitude at all, and even smiled in a good mood: "Really? It's okay."

The floating clouds gradually piled up into a ball, and the clear night moon was blocked by thick cumulus clouds, leaving only a little hazy moonlight.

The night wind blows continuously and slowly, and the wind seems to carry the salty and wet seafood, which is completely different from the previous city.

--so good.

Standing under the eaves of the building, looking at the dejected posture of the man in front of you, you asked curiously, "What is Yasuda planning to do in the future?"

He was slightly taken aback: "Probably, a store will be opened..."

After a pause, he shook his head and denied it funny, "Forget it, it's impossible to run a store well with my personality."

"I don't know what to do, let's take a step and see."

Yasuda looked back at the temporary station of the "Meritonio Troupe", with relief and nostalgia in his eyes, he exhaled a heavy depression from his heart again, and looked away.

"Anyway, it's time for me to go. You guys will work hard in the future."

You slowly opened your smile: "Okay..."

From the beginning to the end, there was not a word of retention.

Before leaving, Yasuda smiled at you and joked: "Martha is very different tonight. When I first saw you, I thought you would drag me directly to Tonio, so I was a little worried."

"It's great to be able to say goodbye quietly like this."

You tilted your head slightly, and said softly, "No..."

There was a slight smile in the words, "I won't stop it."

Yasuda didn't say anything more, waved goodbye to you, turned around and walked towards the other side of the road, the shadow was stretched long and thin under the moonlight.

You retract your gaze, turn your attention to a small pool of water not far away, walk over with brisk steps, and slowly lift your right foot.

"Snapped!"

A cluster of small water splashes.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time."

You curled up the corners of your lips in a happy mood, listening to the warning sound of "exceeding the character setting" in your mind since you saw Yasuda, you stepped on it lightly.

The water splashing under the moonlight splashes under your feet.

It was as if the moon was shattered too.

"It's really noisy."

The next day, everyone in the troupe found that Yasuda had left.

He left a note in his room saying he wasn't going to do any more stage performances and wanted to find something else to do.

"Why did you leave secretly? You didn't even give us a chance to say goodbye!" The group members who had a good relationship with Yasuda were very upset, "Is he afraid that we will keep him in a shameless manner!"

This is of course outrageous.

But there are also people who are genuinely angry.

"That irresponsible bastard!" Jessica said violently, "He just walked away and left his partner behind!"

The injured Kishida heard himself being mentioned and scratched his head, "Actually, I'm fine... Anyway, I can perform other things, as long as Yasuda can live happily."

He glanced at Jessica's expression, and for some reason, he was inexplicably cautious: "So I, uh, don't really care..."

Jessica: "..."

Jessica: "Why do you even say that!?"

Seeing that she was really going to get angry, her partner quickly took her aside, and said to Kishida who was stunned by the yelling: "Don't mind, don't mind, her character is like this..."

Kishida looked at them and replied blankly: "Oh... oh..."

Jessica valued her acting partner, who had escaped together from a squalid orphanage where children were given long-term ripening drugs.

Because there are regular buyers for children of every age group.

When she was a child, her body was extremely weak and she couldn't bear the power of the medicine. Every time she took the medicine, she would have a high fever.Later, the partner secretly took her medicine together and grew into an extremely obese body.

Then they escaped from that hell together.

Never separated.

"Master, I will never abandon you."

The more Jessica thought about it, the angrier she became. She stomped her feet resentfully, then held her partner's hand firmly, and said in a trembling voice, "Even if I have to beg for food in the future, I will definitely bring you with me!"

Master: "Ah..."

He glanced at Jessica carefully, blinked, and showed a silly smile: "But we don't need to beg for food now, we already have jobs that can support us."

"Idiot! I said if, if!"

The huge body has no deterrent effect in front of Jessica, she patted her partner's arm angrily, "Just listen to what I say!"

Jessica's strength was not much heavier than tickling in Master's opinion, and he said kindly, "Okay, I see."

When they are talking, you are just sitting not far away and can hear all their conversations clearly.

The hunter's travel book in my hand is just in the middle page.

A high-intelligence friendly monster helps the protagonist who is in trouble, and he quickly becomes a good partner with it, eating and sleeping together, catching prey, and sharing new things discovered every day.

In the dangerous forest, they relied on the protagonist's ability to avoid many dangers, and the monster followed him from beginning to end.

When he finally left the forest, the beast stopped.

It sat in the bushes at the edge of the forest, quietly watching the protagonist return to the human world, turned around and returned to the forest.

Although the protagonist was reluctant, he did not force it.

But when he returned to human society, he found that he couldn't adapt at all, and often subconsciously turned his head to look for the figure of the monster.

You see this, look up at Jessica and her partner.

The grumpy woman was chattering and glaring at her partner from time to time. She seemed to dislike him, but her arms were tightly wrapped around his.

In their relationship, Jessica is more dependent on Master.

I don't know if she sensed your gaze, but Jessica looked at you, her eyes lit up, and she strode towards you: "Martha!"

You nodded slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

She stood still and muttered, "What are you doing..."

Then he sat down next to you, "Didn't you say you were bored yesterday and went outside to have a wind? Have you seen Yasuda?"

"See you."

Jessica, who was asking casually, was stunned, turned her head to meet your eyes, and raised her voice subconsciously: "Then why didn't you call us?"

You looked at her suspiciously: "What's the use of calling you?"

She was immediately stopped by your question, and after a few seconds, her eyebrows were raised high, and she said extremely dissatisfied: "Of course it's to stop him—"

"Jessica..."

You suddenly interrupted her, put down the book, smiled helplessly, and raised your hand to touch the corners of her eyes that were slightly red because of anger, "I know, Jessica is very kind."

"...?!" She was startled by your actions and her eyes widened. After she opened her mouth, she couldn't even utter a rebuttal. She could only choke out a few words like "you" and "you".

"You are afraid that Antian will regret it after leaving, so you want to try your best to persuade him, at least think carefully before making a decision."

In your memory, this woman with high cheekbones is very rude.But she will try her best to help others within the scope of her ability, but it is always because of her mouth that she can't get it right.

Every time I get angry and decide not to help casually anymore, and next time I will help more people non-stop.

You are the first one to praise her kindness besides Master.

"But there are times when you can't stop the determination of others."

You looked into her eyes and said gently, "Since he has his own goals and has taken actions for them, he must be prepared to take responsibility no matter what the result is."

Back then, the maid was worried that Hisoka would not be able to survive the monster, that's what you told her, and now you're telling Jessica the same thing.

"Because it was his own life."

Facing your gaze, Jessica moved her lips, and her voice became inexplicably weak: "But...if someone can remind him, he may think more carefully."

You smiled and said softly, "So Jessica is very kind."

She was so dazed by your flattery that she even forgot her original plan.

A member of the group calls your name in the distance: "Martha!"

You look back, he stood on the item box and waved at you, and said loudly: "Tonio has something to ask you!"

You waved and said to Jessica, "Then I'll go first."

Then he left with the Hunter's Travels in his arms.

After you left, Jessica sat there for a while, then suddenly yelled, covered her face, and punched the ground hard.

Master didn't understand, so: "Jessica, what's wrong?"

She raised her head with a depressed face, stretched out her hand and grabbed Master's clothes, and there was some kind of hope in her voice: "Master, tell me. Martha is not actually 16 years old, is she?"

Master: "She is 16 years old, Tonio said."

After thinking about it, he added, "She is six years younger than you...Aren't you 22 years old?"

As he spoke, he seemed to be caught in his own thinking: "We are the same age, I am 22 years old, why are you not..."

Jessica was about to lose her temper by his reaction, she buried her head in Master's clothes, and slapped the soft flesh angrily: "That's right! So why—"

"She obviously wasn't like this some time ago!"

Master wondered: "Martha has always been a good child."

Then he stroked Jessica's hair with his hand, a smile appeared on Yuanyuan's face, "I think she's right."

"Jessica is really, really kind."

"Are you stupid!?"

"Huh? Why are you scolding me?"

"..." Ahhh!

You knocked on Meritonio's office, and after getting a reply, you opened the door and went in, and sat down on the sofa opposite him leisurely.

The man stroked his long beard and asked you with a smile, "Did you meet something happy? You seem to be in a good mood."

"Well, sort of." You leaned your head on the cushion, not intending to talk about this topic, "Is there anything Tonio wants from me?"

"Gumilla Hotel invited our troupe to perform, and asked to watch your aerial rope. How is your recovery now?"

You recalled the scene when this body was practicing before, and you became very interested in this performance, and said with a smile: "It's okay, my body has fully recovered."

"You can start practicing tomorrow."

"Then I'll write back."

Meritonio wrote something on the letter paper, and suddenly asked you: "Have you had any conflicts with Lulu recently? Just now I wanted to ask her to call you over, but she turned around and asked someone else."

"Lulu?" You thought of the girl who was so frightened by your performance at that time and ran away, and smiled slightly, "I don't know too well."

Tonio didn't speak any more, you rested on the cushion for a while, felt a little sleepy, stretched yourself, got up and planned to leave.

When you walked to the door, a voice suddenly sounded: "That's right..."

You turned your head, and Meritonio put down his pen and said to you: "Mr. Hisoka is very talented in reading, and he will study with me in the future."

"There seems to be a conflict between you, so I will arrange his time to study with Abaki, is it okay?"

You put your hand on the doorknob, a little smile appeared in your eyes when you heard this, and you said, "Of course it's no problem."

Not only that, but you look forward to it.

Soon it was the day of the performance, you tied up your loose hair and put on light makeup.

Jessica dislikes that you don't paint brightly enough: "With such light makeup, you can't see it on stage."

From that day on, she often took the initiative to chat with you.

You smiled and replied: "They couldn't see me at all."

She chokes on you, then thinks about the stage setup for the aerial rope show, and has to admit that you're right.

Before you went on stage, Lulu hid behind the pillar, looked at you several times hesitantly, but never came forward, so dawdling that even Jessica, who was not paying attention, saw her.

"What's the matter with embarrassment!" Jessica immediately picked her up like a chicken, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Before Lulu could react, she was brought in front of you, met your gentle gaze, blushed, and said in a dull voice, "Martha..."

"what happened?"

She lowered her head, said "I wish you a great show" in a very low voice, then turned and ran, faster than a rabbit.

Jessica: "Run so fast?"

You laughed: "Yeah, it's really cute."

Jessica: "?"

Are we talking about the same thing?

You smiled and didn't speak.

That child obviously still has feelings for you, but he ran over to wish you well when you were about to perform on stage. It's really cute.

"Martha! It's your turn!"

Some programs are performed together, but the aerial rope is a separate performance. The nearly ten-meter-high iron platform is moved onto the stage, and a slender steel cable is directly tied between the two iron platforms.

Jessica stood near the small door between the stage and the backstage, watching the girl successfully board the iron platform, and subconsciously clenched her partner's hand, her expression looked more serious than the girl performing.

Master lowered his head and asked her, "Why are you more nervous than Martha?"

Jessica glared at him: "She hasn't performed on stage for a long time!"

"But Martha's practice during this period is very good." Master was stared innocently, and touched his head, "Didn't you also go to see it? She is doing very well."

"That's the way it is said..."

Before the words fell, the performance began.

The girl walked lightly, stepped on the steel cable steadily to the middle position, raised her hands up high, and performed a few routine performance moves, and the audience applauded the venue and cheered.

Just as Jessica breathed a sigh of relief, the girl suddenly changed her movements, and she opened her mouth wide in astonishment——

"what!"

The voice came from beside her.

And her own cry was blocked by this voice.

"My God!" Lulu immediately covered her eyes, and couldn't help peeking through the gap between her five fingers, "Why did she suddenly do such a dangerous action!"

There was a violent cry from the auditorium. The girl was like a light bird, holding the rope with one hand and flipping forward three times in a row. When she fell for the last time, even the originally stretched steel rope swayed slightly.

Jessica was also shocked: "I don't know... She didn't do this movement at all during practice!"

"What? Did she think of it suddenly!" Lulu cried even louder.

They were not the only members of the troupe standing around. The rest of the troupe gathered together to discuss, and the member performing the unicycle said: "But Martha is indeed a bit strange recently."

The others all looked over, and he continued: "During this period of time, she always smiled happily during practice, as if she was experiencing something interesting, and asked her why she didn't say anything."

Speaking of strangeness, Jessica also added: "In the past, she had to prepare mentally before practicing, and she was afraid that she would fall. But recently, she went directly to the tightrope, and there was no need for preparation time."

Thinking of the scene she saw before, Lulu hesitated and said, "Is it... that you let yourself go after you hurt your brain?"

"What are you talking about!" Jessica said angrily, "Maybe it's because she's not afraid of death after being injured, and wants to enjoy life wantonly."

Everyone looked at each other.

There were several difficult movements later, and the members of the troupe wanted to apply for a ventilator. Fortunately, the performance ended smoothly in the end.

You haven't been so happy for a long time. When you stepped off the stage, you still had a happy smile on your face, and then you were surrounded by members of the troupe, talking to you in a hurry. The unified meaning is:

Those acting moves are wonderful, don't do it next time.

You looked at Jessica, who had the most excited tone, with a smile, and suddenly asked, "How is it? Did my performance look good?"

"..." After her thoughts were interrupted, she was stunned for half a second, and subconsciously followed your words: "I think it looks pretty."

When I came back to my senses, I saw the condemning eyes of my companions.

After you asked that sentence, you pushed past the crowd blocking your way to the dressing room, took off your performance clothes and changed into your own clothes.After going out, I saw Lulu waiting outside the door, her toes kept tapping the ground.

"what happened?"

She returned to the previous hesitating state, you don't wait for her, go to the makeup remover position, take out the utensils one by one after sitting down.

She stood beside you with her head bowed, her hands behind her back, like a schoolboy who made a mistake: "Well, I'm sorry..."

You paused, and asked amusedly, "Why do you apologize?"

Lu Lu whispered, "I ran away very rudely before."

Then he tried to defend himself, "But then, then..."

You stopped even taking off your makeup, turned your head, and took the time to see what she would say, but she said again pitifully: "I'm sorry..."

You bent your eyes and smiled at her: "Squat down..."

Lulu didn't know why, but she squatted down obediently, holding the edge of your stool with both hands.Then you put some moisturizer between your fingers, tapped it on the tip of her nose, and said with a smile, "Okay, I forgive you."

The girl with a little white on the tip of her nose stared at you blankly, her cheeks flushed, she stood up abruptly, and stared at you with round eyes.

You turn around and continue with your actions.

She spreads the moisturizer evenly, and stands obediently behind you.

Just when your action was about to end, she suddenly moved closer and let out a "Hey", and stroked the back of your neck with her fingers, feeling warm to the touch.

"Martha, you are here...